Gather around kittens. Are you sitting comfortably? Good then I will begin. Today we are talking about birds. No Tiddles, I said talking and there will be no free samples. I know they are tasty. We are not here to discuss the various flavours.
I love birds, they are such wonderful little creatures. They flutter around in front of your nose and the perfume is wonderful. Yes I am a real bird lover, I could eat them for dinner and tea and even in between. I usually eat them pure, straight from the tree, but if Mrs. Human happens to be cooking one of the big ones, which is more than just a bite, like a chicken, I usually sit and wait. How can anyone resist my eyes that show how I suffer when she is serving her food and I have non in my bowl. I have made it quite clear to her that I prefer the chicken pre-chewed to make it easier for me to swallow.
Of course there are some birds to be avoided. Sparrow and tits can be swallowed in a few moments, but if you see a crow then forget the whole thing. They will probably swallow you in one bite.
And how do you persuade the bird to participate in your next meal. You do not. There is no point in trying to talk to the bird, but you must act as it it did not exist. Observe the bird out of the corner of your eyes (plural form, we have two eyes) and follow every movement it makes. It might be flying. No Tiddles you do not jump and clap your paws together hoping it will be sandwiched in the claws. That would make far too much noise and frighten them all away. You wait until the bird is resting on a branch within jumping distance and then you slowly creep along the ground, making sure that no grass stalks are bent in the process, and pounce. Afterwards dinner is served.
For this weeks homework you will put the training into practice and each one of you will bring the beak left from the bird to show you success. “Your have a parrot at home Tiddles? No parrot beaks, we begin with the smaller birds, a sparrow is enough.”
Oh, that Tiddles….! How Mrs Human can resist your suffering eyes is beyond me…
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There is always a black cat somewhere in the class I suppose. And Mrs. Human cannot resist the suffering eyes, that is the problem.
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Hi Tabby, my friend Mark who’s visiting for the Potato Festival, says you are a beautiful cat. I know you know this but I thought you’d want to know that you have a new fan. Yr. Pal, Martha
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Yes I do know it, but it is always good to hear it again and again and again. What a wonderful human your friend must be, even if he is a potato eater.
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Hey, my cockatoo almost removed one of my fingers. I’d stick with the smaller birdies if I wuz you.
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But your fingers do not have claws
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Good lesson, Tabby. And a fine photo–I like your rust colored belly fur. Very striking.
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The belly colour might be from dad, but mum was not sure which one was my dad
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